I'm crawling, don't know where to or fromThe centre of things from where everything stemsIs not where I belongAnd the city sickness, growing inside meSo this is where I ran for freedomWhere I may not be free

I have these hands beating with love for youAnd you're not here to touchSent you away, what else can I do?When I need something that much?

I'm hurting babe, in the city there's no place for loveIt's just used to make people feel betterIt's not like usI got this sickness as I got off the trainNow it chafes away at my heartUntil nothing remains

I have these hands beating with love for youAnd you're not here to touchSent you away, what else can I do?When I need something that much?

I'm okay afterwardsAfterwards lasts for minutes onlyI'm okay duringYou kind of fill up my mindIt's just that before, may last foreverIt's just that before, may just fuck my mind

I have these hands beating with love for youAnd you're not here to touchSent you away, what else can I do?When I need something that much?